Stacy didn't expect Mr Qin to just walk on; she thought to herself, Mr. Qin standing there, his imposing presence filling the room.
The surprise was palpable; she had not anticipated his sudden appearance.
Her plans, carefully laid out in her mind, seemed to crumble before her eyes, shattered by his unexpected intrusion.
"Why is he being so overprotective?" she wondered, frustration welling up inside her. After all, theirs was a contract marriage, a business arrangement with defined boundaries.
She was free to live her life as she pleased, as long as she adhered to the rules set forth in their agreement.
Her eyes, red from the emotional turmoil, met Mr. Qin's cold gaze. The intensity of her glare was unmistakable; if looks could kill, he would have been struck down a million times over.